it's the great pumpkin.

We made our annual trip to the State Farmer's Market to purchase our pumpkins for the season. I love to look at all the different types of pumpkins, the short, warty ones and the tall, perfect ones. Their colors amaze me, too. I especially love the blue ones. We also were on a hunt this year for a great, big prize-winner pumpkin. To put Emma Kate in. For a picture. We did this for P's first Halloween, and although this was not EK's first Halloween, she was way too little to attempt this last year. P loved his time in his pumpkin. EK, not so much.

Is it acceptable to post a picture of your child screaming? This is what she did as soon as her toes touched the inside of the pumpkin. We took her out and she was fine again. She even would lay on the pumpkin on her belly (from the outside) and peer inside to check it out. But she wanted nothing to do with standing in the pumpkin.


No smiley pics of EK in her great pumpkin. This is the best we got.


Poor thing. She just didn't want her princess toes to get all covered in pumpkin goo. I don't blame her. Not unless the pumpkin goo is part of a professional pedicure at Spa Sydell.